There are a few new lovely things in the art store . I really
like one . The colors . Her black arm band and the
waves below fit nicely on this rectangle .
Signals floating . Floating signals .
A little communication box . She is in the store
and there are a few other things that she looks good on in
the store also )
The other day .. working in the studio . painting the walls
with powder paint and gesso . organizing boxes . the light is just right
in the mornings . a little haze of shade from the half windows and the
pepper trees . paper walls with masking tape from an installation
a few years back .
The parallel worlds we are living in and have been .. are hovering over
us like . reminders of the fog and somewhere in the in between .
mixed media on paper . The sky one and two .
(~sounds from the back of my mind in the back of the studio)
Welcome the new decade .
The next ten years with new art and sounds ,
walks in nature and taking care of it ,
patience and moving softly through things ,
good films , good friends and talks dispersed
with current affairs , sadness , silence
and laughter . Finding inspiration and inspiring .
Reading new books (and old favorites)
Finding new places to visit .. Adventurous places
here and far .
(P.s.. last night for New years eve and the last night
of the decade , we picked up crepes for dinner ,
watched The Girl on a Motorcycle and hung out with
the little animals in our warm cabin by the sea .
And while watching the movie ..
I couldn't help thinking about Marianne Faithful
and the strange obstacle filled life she has led .
This image of her singing alongside David Bowie
is somewhere in the back of my mind .)
"How can I help it? How can I help but see what is in front of my eyes? Two and two are four."
"Sometimes, Winston. Sometimes they are five. Sometimes they are three. Sometimes they are all of them at once. You must try harder. It is not easy to become sane.”
“For, after all, how do we know that two and two make four? Or that the force of gravity works? Or that the past is unchangeable? If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable – what then?”
“Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows.” ― George Orwell, 1984
Lately .. I have been thinking about certain images that have been engrained in a corner of my mind . They haunt me and linger in and out of my normal daily thoughts . Weaving around , navigating and perhaps sending signals .
{a street in immediate post-war Berlin .. Photo by Kondtantin Zalesskiy}
History tends to repeat itself .
{Two German women on a park bench, post-war Cologne 1945 . Photo by Lee Miller}
With uncertainty and unknowns .
{Women cooking, post-war Nurnberg 1945 . Photo by Lee Miller}